[present (and bendy) time]
The last few minutes of October 31st are clicking by, and even if Remus should feel relieved and relaxed that the dreaded anniversary has finally passed, he doesn't. There's still a pressure against his chest that doesn't seem to want to let go. It has been getting stronger with each day that has been passing so they could land on this particular date, and the years have taught him that it won't go away just because October is over and done with. It'll linger, because the memories linger as well. Years have passed, but time does not heal all wounds. It simply numbs them out so they can live with them until it's time for them to re-open once more.
Right now all the wounds are gaping and raw. Not just for him, and he knows it. They can't help it. It's what happens, when lives get torn and ripped to shreds.
( Remus remembers. He remembers everything, even if he doesn't want to. )
The last few minutes of October 31st are clicking by, and even if Remus should feel relieved and relaxed that the dreaded anniversary has finally passed, he doesn't. There's still a pressure against his chest that doesn't seem to want to let go. It has been getting stronger with each day that has been passing so they could land on this particular date, and the years have taught him that it won't go away just because October is over and done with. It'll linger, because the memories linger as well. Years have passed, but time does not heal all wounds. It simply numbs them out so they can live with them until it's time for them to re-open once more.
Right now all the wounds are gaping and raw. Not just for him, and he knows it. They can't help it. It's what happens, when lives get torn and ripped to shreds.
( Remus remembers. He remembers everything, even if he doesn't want to. )